This weekend passed by in a total blur. We saw My Sister's Keeper on Friday evening. Blegh. The book was so much better. The movie ending was just not the same.
Saturday I left the house at 8am to help my mom out at a charity fete. I was in charge of the temporary tattoos / stickers / face-painting stall. It was a LONG day. I only left at 4pm, so Saturday felt like it went on forever, but at the same time lile I totally skipped it, if that makes any sense. TSC was at Germiston Dam, racing his concrete boat. His team won "most original boat design", but didn't get far in the heats as their boat is shaped like a paddleski and none of them could stay on the thing (which floated really well). He was there from 7am to 3pm, so he was also pretty exhausted.
We chilled at home and watched The Boat That Rocked - a sincerely strange film. Great moments, but wasn't sure what I thought of it as a whole.
Sunday we had brunch on our balcony - farmstyle omelettes and home-brewed lattes - and then cleaned the house and prepped for a church meeting we were hosting. After that (at 5pm) we left for church, got back, had supper, did TSC's studying (I teach the theory to him, which seems to help. I know all about the construction methods of dams, bridges and tunnels now) and fell into bed at 11pm, dead tired.
And that was the weekend over. I've been given Friday off (Thursday is a national holiday in South Africa) as my boss figures nobody will be around, so I have a very long weekend. I was hoping to go camping with TSC, but he's away on a varsity practical week from tomorrow till Sunday, so I'll be on my own. I guess I'll get some house stuff, freelance work and craft projects done. My only plans thus far are to watch the F1 with Angel and Glug on Sunday.
I need to go and write a motivational 35-minute speech now for my boss to deliver at some conference next week. Coz I'm so good at being motivational. Huh.